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A: Hey. You get down from there. The trick is...to get the stinger out real quick. There you go. You are the doctor's little girl.
B: Eleanor Creed, but you can call me Ellie.
A: I'm Judson Crandall. You can call me Jud. All right, up you get.
B: What is this place?
A: Pet cemetery. Didn't you read the sign?
B: They spelled it wrong. These are all people's pets?
A: Well, the whole town's been using this place for generations.
B: I saw those kids. They were all wearing those masks.
A: Yeah. A lot of folks make a kind of ritual out of it. See this one over here? I carved this myself. That's my dog Biffer. And it's true. He was a hell of sniffer.
C: Ellie? You know better than to wander off by yourself.
B: Mommy, this is Jud, our neighbor. I got stung by a bee. He pulled the stinger out.
A: Hmm. Nice to meet you, ma'am.
C: Nice to meet you too. I'm Rachel, Ellie's mom.
A: You know these woods...It's not really all that safe to go roaming around in 'em. People can get lost up here.
C: Thank you, Jud. Uh, we should get back, okay? Honey, you can't wander off like that. I don' t know where you are. I can't do anything.
A: Just wash the mud off and rub some baking soda on that sting.
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